The day began, up here in Inwood, with mulberries fresh off a tree, and ended with lightning bugs in the rain (I spotted the first of this summer maybe ten yards from the mulberries). In between, work featured a morning fire drill (which actually had us leave the building, at least), and intermittent power problems in the afternoon. I gather this is common in lightning storms. Nonetheless, I decided I didn't really trust the Long Island Railroad to be running on schedule in such conditions, so I asked my fellow proofreaders if someone could give me a ride to "any Queens subway station." Cristina kindly obliged, dropping me at Willets Point/Shea Stadium on the 7.
I boarded the 7 in pouring rain; by the time I got to midtown, it was overcast and damp but not raining. I went to the gym, despite having earlier written in my journal "I have a terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side."
( gym notes )
It was raining again before I got to the subway after working out, lightly but with lightning visible over New Jersey; the light rain I emerged into at Isham Street was a heavy rain by the time I was in Inwood Hill Park, but I didn't mind: the park needs the water, and I had an umbrella and lightning bugs (I often say "firefly", but in weather like this they're lightning bugs).
I boarded the 7 in pouring rain; by the time I got to midtown, it was overcast and damp but not raining. I went to the gym, despite having earlier written in my journal "I have a terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side."
( gym notes )
It was raining again before I got to the subway after working out, lightly but with lightning visible over New Jersey; the light rain I emerged into at Isham Street was a heavy rain by the time I was in Inwood Hill Park, but I didn't mind: the park needs the water, and I had an umbrella and lightning bugs (I often say "firefly", but in weather like this they're lightning bugs).